After reading the rave reviews about Di Fara pizza, salve my sister Kelly and I prepared our descent to Brooklyn to brave the hungry lunch crowd. We were going to go witness the painstaking arugula-cutting and finally get a taste of Dom DeMarco’s legendary pizza. We set a date, penciled it in our calendar, and eagerly waited for our anticipated afternoon of pizza.
The next day, while my cousin Wesley was over at my apartment, we told him about our grand lunch plans. “So, why are you going all the way there to get pizza?” he asked. Kelly then went on to explain, concluding with “…he then slowly cuts the arugula with his scissors. Want to come?” We didn’t have to do much more convincing after that; the three of us set our lunch date. Later the next day, while reading some more reviews online, I stumbled across an online review titled “Sink Your Teeth Into $14 Motorino Pizza, Skip Brooklyn Commute”. The title alone challenged the need to venture deep into Brooklyn for pizza. We did our own investigating, and upon evaluating the time it’d take to commute to Di Fara’s in Brooklyn versus Motorino in Manhattan, our trip to Motorino would require less transit time. After extensive deliberation, we made the executive decision to go to Motorino. Did Motorino live up to the glowing review? Well, we won’t know until our trip to Di Fara. In the meantime, here’s an idea of what you can find at Motorino if you’re hungry in the East Village on a weekday afternoon.